Despicable Desires

​Despicable are the wants of the heart

Desperation and yearning of desire

Few words a miss over the lips

The sensation deep inside alike fire
When the eyes want the face

And the heart wishes the voice

Yet the cowardice of emotions

Keeps the thoughts inside
Strength never one finds to let it all be heard

Chance and fate even the non believer hence learns

Strange are ways of love

Stranger are ways of lovers
One keeps it inside forever

Some lay it out alive

Wishes one to make it heard

Other within himself keeps alive
Maybe he finds that prowess to confess

The deepest of emotions he hides

For the lady with his heart

His thoughts his mind

The feelings hidden in his eyes

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